Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Frasier, it's not A matter of money.

I'll go that one One better, dove bar.

About how much mr. Clavin's Brain weighs.

So i pretended To be who i though You wanted me to be.

Or "lose" We knock it down

* And they're always Glad you came *

We love the work You did on our place So much

From "metropolitan home" To "h.G."

Yeah. Sam and i Have had a tiff.

We needed it To settle an argument

Next time, buster!

And i could use a lamp.

Norm, we had to rush over To tell you.

But now he plays For me.

Now that you've given away The farm to ivan,

"Babes" is his pet word For linebackers.

That's the yuppie Word for yuppie.

I submit that Between the two of us,

I can still, You know,

Actually, i'm a guy With a wife.

I spent my whole damn life

We'll see to Your severance pay. Two weeks?

Anyway, how about Some drinks. Miss?

Love to, woody, But i gotta get back

So we're left facing The back of our stove?